BD month...

[roxy]

So far, not so good. A co-worker died Wednesday morning. Not just a co-worker, but a really neat, funny, feisty person. Like, her picture should be right next to any definition of the word, always. I went to the funeral. It was rough. There was a table set up with pictures, and there was one of her sitting on the back of a pony, dressed up like a little cowboy, chaps and hat and all. It was the perfect 1950s picture, a slice of life as it used to be. She looked so happy, with her little girl face. It was amazing how much that face never changed, and in every single picture, old or new, she had the same light in her eyes--a light that promised she was up to no good.

So, I post this here for me, to remind me that I haven't got all day to let folks know how much I love them.

Comments

[supernutjapan.livejournal.com]

*squishes*

[chellexxx.livejournal.com]

I'm so sorry *hugs*

xxx

[fufaraw]

I'm so sorry. *hugs you*

[wind-storms.livejournal.com]

I'm very sorry about your friend.

[amypond45.livejournal.com]

Oh honey. I'm so sorry *hugs*

[tabaqui]

Aw, bb. I'm so very, very sorry.
*hugs you*

[sillie]

Oh no, I'm so sorry.... *hugs*

[daisydumont.livejournal.com]

Aw, how sad. I love those old photos -- I have one of Gerry and his twin sister sitting on a pony together. It's a bittersweet feeling to look at it (she's gone now too). <3

[rosy5000.livejournal.com]

I'm so sorry. *hugs you tight* Lots of love to you.

[peepingdru.livejournal.com]

Loves ya back..xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

[tasabian.livejournal.com]

So sorry for the loss of your friend - she sounds like a wonderful person.

[jj1564.livejournal.com]

She sounded like a wonderful person from your lovely descriptions of her, I'm so sorry for your loss. *hugs*

[phoenixnz.livejournal.com]

Hugs, I'm sorry for your loss. Sometimes looking at pictures like that can be so bittersweet but they're great reminders of the kind of person they were.

[gingersnap1224.livejournal.com]

Oh Miss Roxy, I am so sorry for your loss.The one thing about getting old that I hate is losing friends, but they are never gone as long as we remember them.